"The choice is yours: cherry pie or dark

"The choice is yours: cherry pie or dark chocolate piroulines." Her aristocratic voice swirled around his head, mocking him. This was no choice. He was sure of it. It was a test.

A test of his worthiness to work at Crumbs. He had come a long way. Slinging rootbeer floats at A&W. Casting off apple fritters at Dunkin'. A month at See's. This was the big show

bowlcakes take their place in culinary legend. Once the giants had invaded during their flight from Asgard, their hunger would not be sated by tiny cupcakes. But whole cakes'd

helped - but nothing did the trick like hocakes. Nope, because

, well just because, okay? I got the idea for the name of my anchovy pancake recipe from puttanesca. My hocakes weren't so tasty but just the thing for the mother of all hang-overs

and they froze OK too,so you could wake up on a pool of your own vomit and with no trouble or much time spent,still have a decent breakfast.It's the most important meal,isn't it?

Yes it is, don't even answer that. The problem is that this time around when I woke up everyone had stolen my usual breakfast of raisin bran and apple sauce, so I had to

make an omlette with ryecrisp crackers and pork cracklings. It did the trick, for a while. I wrote a description of my stolen breakfast and brought it to Scotland Yard.

The officers were dumbfounded when I turned in the report - it was already an ongoing investigation. I was handcuffed promptly. I overheard McDonald say, "We found him, boys."